When the Black Market First Saw the Platform Economy

"Tie Tu, are you sure this thing can save our lives? If the Black Market's managers turn on us, there won't even be ashes left of us."

Canaan lowered his voice. Standing outside the Dark River Black Market, his expression looked as ugly as if he had just swallowed an insect corpse.

Ahead lay a black Dark River suspended within a crack in the True God Cortex.

The river made no sound.

A layer of gray-white mist drifted over its surface. Now and then, broken cosmic bricks emerged from the fog, along with several bones that no one knew which monster they had belonged to.

Dense Black Market stalls lined both sides of the Dark River.

Some stalls displayed Order-Breaking Realm fragments. Some kept still-wriggling World-Devouring Beetle Larvae in transparent jars. Several Wanderers hid half their bodies in the shadows, extending only one hand to haggle.

This was the largest Dark River Black Market in the vicinity.

It was also the place Tie Tu had once wanted least to visit.

Because the manager here, Ya Jiu, had always recognized only strength.

Tie Tu had once sold beast bones here, only for Ya Jiu's subordinates to force the price down to thirty percent.

Tie Tu had refused to accept it and had nearly drawn his blade.

In the end, Ya Jiu had merely glanced at him, and Tie Tu's Origin had frozen for half an hour.

From then on, Tie Tu had taken detours whenever he saw Ya Jiu.

But things were different now.

Tie Tu carried the Promotion Seal Yang Yu had given him in his chest pocket.

The thing was only as large as a fingernail, yet it carried Zangzhou's aura.

The aura of a Fourth Step Royal Immune Beast.

Tie Tu touched his chest, still feeling uneasy inside.